"I am tired, not hungry, and totally useless."*

Hot damn, it's nice to feel a tiny bit normal for a change.
Still tired as fuck.
Still not hungry at all.
But I'm working on it.
One step at a time.

My mind is racing,
but it's not in a
crazy way.
It's in a...hopeful way?
Sure.

Wore the best leg coverings ever last night
on the walk to tany's.

My grey leggings, fuzzy socks.
Striped leg warmers over the socks and over the leggings.
Jeans over top of all that.
Rubber boots that are so big there's
room for a whole other foot for shoes.
I was toasty warm all through the rainy
cold night.
I even danced a bit.
The travelling pants song.
"Make me throw my legs in pants, pants, pants!"


* It's actually "I am tired, hungry and totally useless"
from 'Let's get fucked up and die' - Motion City Soundtrack.
Was listening to this as I wrote my post.
Decided to put that in the title since it fit nice.
Hell yeah.